Celia Eva looked around with her people but couldn't find him. She was puzzled.
Did she come too early? Or did she remember the wrong place?
He left quietly with his men just like how he came, not attracting the attention of anyone else.
Cass Mountain Range, Xunmi's final destination. The scenery here was picturesque all year round.
There were beautiful flowers growing everywhere. They were colorful and captivating.
Of course, if you thought they were harmless, then you were wrong. They could take down a magus in a matter of minutes.
But for Xunmi, it was a beautiful flower bed.
She slept on their especially large petals every day. It was beautiful.
Ever since she brought the male lead over and imprisoned him in the vine tree full of vitality, that guy had fallen into a deep sleep.
It wasn't fun for her to be alone. She didn't dare to walk away, worried that something would happen.
So she could only run around the mountain range. In less than half a month, Xunmi had completely turned the mountain range into her own back garden.
Today, she thought of it and went to the Earth Bear to get two jars of honey.
Or she went to the Lizard Wolf to steal some banana fruit. She also went to the Jade Lion, Ai Yeqing, and other magical beasts. None of them escaped her torment.
Today, Xunmi continued to sleep on a flower that looked like a morning glory. Sunlight poured down from above her head. From afar, she looked like a mountain fairy.
No, she was even more perfect than a fairy.
Her face against the flower petals was dyed a faint crimson, more beautiful than peaches and plums.
Her closed eyes narrowed into a line that flew diagonally to the corner of her eyebrows. The rosy color was branded in between, showing a bit of a demon aura for no reason.
Perhaps it was because she was resting in the flower, but it gave her a seductive appearance.
But the aura on her body was so elegant and leisurely. It was so holy that no one dared to profane it.
It also seemed to have a faint coldness, like the pure white moon hanging in the night sky. The slightly cold moonlight made people feel comfortable.
She was wearing a soft white dress. It was simple and elegant, but it had an otherworldly temperament.
The wide skirt was wrapped around her body, elegant and luxurious.
Her black jade-like hair was simply tied up in a few bundles. The rest was casually draped over her body like a soft quilt covering her body.
Plump and round pearls adorned her hair, making her cloud-like hair look even softer and glossier.
The contrast between black, red, and white was bright and eye-catching.
The flowers swayed gently in the breeze with a small arc, as if they were afraid of disturbing the person sleeping on them.
The butterfly hovering above her head also tried its best to slow down the flapping of its wings.
It quietly rested on her jet-black hair, quietly becoming a decoration, adding a hint of mystery to her.
Even the gentle breeze seemed to carry a gentle fragrance that cared for that person.
Derek felt that he had seen the most beautiful scene in the world in an instant. It was enough for him to engrave it for the rest of his life.
He couldn't help but wonder how mesmerizing those eyes would be if they opened.
He suddenly wanted to see, wanted to see himself in those eyes.
He also wanted to know who she was and why he wanted to get close to her so much. He wanted to stand beside her and make her look at him.
Perhaps it was because his gaze was too hot that it woke that person up. He also saw that pair of open eyes as he wished. How magnificent and intoxicating they were.
The emerald green pupils that represented vitality hid a faint haziness from just waking up, and they were also slightly moist.
It should have been a kind of elegant indifference, but it seemed to contain a flame. It was bright and blazing, making everyone who looked at it feel like they were being burned.
Even if it was an unintentional blink, it was like a small claw that scratched at one's heart. It was itchy and soft.
She … He really wanted her. He really wanted her. He wanted to lock her up and raise her in a gorgeous palace. He wanted to put a red carpet on the floor and fill it with colorful flowers.
She would definitely be very, very beautiful if she lived in it.
He licked his tongue unconsciously. The light in his eyes flickered, a little cold and bloodthirsty.
He approached step by step. When he raised his hand to touch the person in front of him, he realized that it was actually a child's hand!!!
Damn it, how could he forget that he was still wearing the shell of a little kid?
It would take a long time for him to return to his previous tall and handsome appearance. At least, he had to sort out the power that was running around in his body.
He was depressed. How could he make her his in his current state?
Xunmi blinked in confusion. What's wrong with this child? He was happy one moment, angry the next, and gnashing his teeth the next. He had so many expressions and was really cute.
Hey, that's not right. Damn it, this is my husband!!!
Other than her husband, there was no one else who could get close to her without her noticing and without her rejecting him.
So, in this life, her husband had become a child again and was reborn. Why did it feel so familiar?
Oh, I remember. That world of immortal cultivation was just like this one.
"Little Caesar, you're awake. Is the power in your body still running wild?"
Xunmi had planned to be kind and warm from the beginning. It just so happened that the God of Creation was gentle and tolerant, and had a compassionate personality.
Gentleness was the best weapon to deal with this kind of person who had been hurt in the past and eventually turned evil.
No one could reject that kind of selfless and gentle love, and no one could escape the curse of pampering.
Since she was now sure that the other party was her dear husband, she would naturally take good care of him.
"Yes," he replied, thinking that he was very cold, but in fact, in Xunmi's eyes, he was just a child throwing a tantrum.
"Hehehe … Our Little Caesar is really too cute. Now, can you tell me why you used the Devouring Aura?"
Xunmi sat up from the flower petal and waved at the child who was still two steps away.
Delio walked over with some hesitation. He grabbed the hand that was extended to him and climbed onto the flower petal.
The flowers: Wuwuwu ~ ~ ~ There's actually a little b * tch who wants to snatch Master from us. How can this be? Hurry up and get him down, get him down.
Delio was climbing up when the flowers below him lowered their bodies. His body swayed, and he almost fell down.
The suppressed anger in his chest began to spread again, and the Devouring Aura in his hand flowed out spontaneously.
The flowers all felt the strong sense of destruction, and immediately froze, not daring to move.
Their hearts were even more broken. I'm saying, "This little b * tch is so ferocious. We're no match for her. What should we do?
Master, we can only bear the pain and give half of you away. "
When Delio saw this, he was satisfied and kept the Devouring Aura. Then, he successfully climbed to Xunmi's side and sat down.
If it wasn't for the fact that that person seemed to like them, he wouldn't have just scared them.
"Little Caesar, that's not good. The little flowers were just joking with you just now. How can you scare them like that?"
Xunmi lightly tapped the child's forehead twice and chuckled in disapproval.
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